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There are many girls who give gifts to Lu Muchen, starting from junior high school. Milk, chocolate, even clothes and shoes, everything is available.
But he has never accepted any gifts from girls.
Of course, there are also girls who will secretly stuff gifts into his desk, but he will return them immediately after finding out, not wanting the other party to misunderstand.
¡°However, for the first time, he didn¡¯t want to return the egg that Song Ran gave him today.
When school was over in the evening, Han Xing watched helplessly as Lu Muchen put the eggs Song Ran gave him into his schoolbag, and said sourly, "You don't like her, why are you taking the eggs back?"
Lu Muchen glanced at him and said, "Take it back and throw it away, can't you?"
Han Xing choked for a moment, nodded, and gave Lu Muchen a thumbs up with admiration, "You are awesome!"
Lu Muchen: ""
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Song Ran won¡¯t go to work tonight and will go home with Liu Ling after school.
When walking outside the school, my eyes kept looking around.
Liu Ling understood her very well and patted her shoulder, "Don't look at her. Lu Muchen won't leave from the gate."
Song Ran was stunned, "What do you mean?"
If you don¡¯t go to the main gate after school, where can you go?
Liu Ling said: "He went to the parking lot. I heard that his family is very rich and there is a driver to take him to and from school every day."
Song Ran was startled when he heard the words. He opened his mouth, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.
Liu Ling saw that Song Ran suddenly stopped talking. She held her hand and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
"nothing."
Song Ran shook his head and said nothing. But I suddenly felt a little melancholy.
Are she and Lu Muchen too different?
She is not good at studying, but he is very good.
Her family is in a difficult situation, but he is so rich that he has a driver to take her to and from school.
"The proud one of heaven, will he dislike her?"
But after only a few seconds of self-doubt, Song Ran immediately regained his confidence.
She has a good personality and good looks, and she is a good match for Lu Muchen.
When I think about it, I feel better again.
When I got home, my father was sitting in a wheelchair making toys.
They are some small animals woven from bamboo strips, such as dragonflies, grasshoppers, and lambs.
I learned this craft from the old people in the countryside when I was a child.
Since he lost his job in a car accident ten years ago, Song¡¯s father has been making some small toys at home and selling them to supplement the family income.
Seeing his daughter come back, Song Dahai hurriedly put down the things in his hands, pushed the wheels of his wheelchair, and walked towards her, "You're back. Are you tired from class today?"
As he spoke, he helped Song Ran take off his schoolbag.
Song Ran smiled and said: "It's okay, not too tired."
He asked again: ¡°Dad, have you eaten?¡±
Song Dahai nodded and said, "Eat. Your aunt came over this afternoon, cooked two dishes for me, sat with me for a while, and left after seven o'clock. What about you, have you eaten?"
Song Ran replied with a smile: "I ate it. I ate it in the cafeteria, two meat and two vegetarian dishes, and a pork rib soup. It was really good."
Song Ran pushed her father back to the sofa, then squatted next to the coffee table, picked up a little bamboo sheep and played with it.
There is a bamboo basket on the coffee table, and there are a bunch of bamboo toys in the basket. It can be seen that there are dozens of them.
Song Ran said with admiration on his face: "Dad, you are so awesome, you have made up so many."
Song Dahai smiled, "Yes."
Song¡¯s father has lost his labor force, but he also wants to help his daughter relieve some of the pressure. He makes small toys at home on weekdays, and how much supplement he can make.
Song Ran put the little sheep back into the basket, stood up, and walked to his father, "Don't work too hard. I've made a lot of money these days, and our family is not short of such a little money. Just watch carefully. Don't worry." It¡¯s hurt.¡±
"Hey, I know."
Song Ran said ¡®hmm¡¯, and then said: ¡°It¡¯s getting late, I¡¯ll push you to go back to your room and rest.¡±
With that said, he pushed the wheelchair back to Song Dahai's room.
After fetching water for his father to wash his face and taking care of him to sleep, Song Ran started to clean up and wash himself.
It was rare not to work a part-time job, so at ten o'clock, Song Ran finished cleaning up and got into bed.
Of course, I must not be able to sleep.?
Lu Muchen said softly, "Hmm", and rarely said back to her, "Hello, classmate Song."
Song Ran smiled with crooked eyes, handed him the lunch box in his hand, and said happily: "This is for you."
Lu Muchen's eyes moved down and landed on the pink lunch box.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Ran, his eyes seeming to ask, "What?"
Song Ran explained, ¡°I made lunch myself.¡±
Lu Muchen looked at her deeply and didn't answer, but he didn't refuse either.
Song Ran was afraid that he would refuse, so he quickly took his hand and placed the lunch box in his palm.
Then, she looked into his eyes seriously and said, "Classmate Lu, I want to ask you to watch a movie this weekend, is that okay?"
Lu Muchen was silent for a while and answered her: "Let's talk about it on the weekend."
Although he didn¡¯t agree, he didn¡¯t refuse immediately either.
Then he said: "Lunch, thanks."
After saying that, he took the lunch box Song Ran gave him and walked towards the classroom. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com